Or perhaps getting kicked.
I told ta today was going to be interesting.
Weather was looking very ominous, but despite this we hit the mother road again.
Punched closest gas station into Thelma the gps, but unfortunately it turned out to be a gas tank, not a service station. And that's exactly where we ran out fuel. The closest real gas station was 14 miles away.
Hmm now what? Nothing for it but to hitch a ride, so that's what we did. Fortunately Jennifer and Robin, a lovely couple from Idaho Falls pulled up and not only did they take Sam the 14 miles to the servo, but actually brought her back again. ( I did wonder after they had left if I might never see her again but all good)
Thank you Jenifer and Robin, We will try and look you up when we get up that way.
So after that little drama, we were on our way again. The actual Route 66 road is not very exciting from a riding perspective. Rough as guts and straight as an arrow. Perfect for the gay pirates on their monstrosities.
Miles and miles of nothing until you come across a dilapidated old town with the obligatory themed shop selling 66 merch.
At Seligman the rain started and it got a bit chilly. Everyone we came across said we were mad, which might actually be true. I'll check with my Therapist. We had thoughts of stopping and finding a motel. But decided to push on to Flagstaff. We were saturated anyway.
It's quite a climb up to Flagstaff which sits at about 7000 ft. Who knew rain turns to snow when it's cold and high eh?
It got real cold, my visor was freezing over and it statred bucketing down.
And the road got a bit slippery. I discovered that ice sliding at 120 is great fun.
I was going as fast as I dared, worried that I would get hit up the ass by a truck. I can understand how they have those massive pile ups over here now. No fucker slows down.
We were doing 120 and getting passed by cars and trucks. Doing at least 140. I could'nt see a thing.
It was fun though and very pretty. Sam had a ball, even though it was so cold the camera wouldn't always turn on due to the cold.
Finally made it into Flagstaff were we checked into our mountain chalet and made ourselves at home.
Then off to the Beaver street Brewery with Our Aussie mate Steve from adventuremoto.com.au ( great stuff if you need anything) who is here for the Overland expo, which we will check out tomorrow. ( as long as it's not snowing)
We had a great night with Steve and the gorgeous Jennifer and also met Eric and Justin from wolfman luggage which was very cool.